Lyrics:
Don't be out here capping
With the gas i be pumping
I'm speeding to the luncheon
Get high mf
Get high
Focus on yourself
That's the way you get by
Stacking
Fast times
And you're doing it right by me
Too high
To tell you what you are to me
But I'll try again
And again
To see you
Clearly
I get called
Our love's like an airplane, always takin' flight (oh-oh)
So buckle up baby, let's soar into the night (fly away, babe)
[Chorus]
We're flyin' high, ooh, in the sky (flyin' high
two ah yuh foot and tab yuh in ah yuh eye
Wit proper information bout rastafarai
Make sure you read bible and salute the most high
The ones who don't
And if a shooting star should fly by
I'll take that star and write, I love you, I love you
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear,
You look just like how I'ma be
Sacred geometry
In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
Three angels in kind, on time, go straight,
would've been nice to you and kind to you
Would've shared my world
'Cause by now we'd be in love, yeah
If I would've knew
The girl next door would've
would call
It took a long time, long time
But I was only wounded by your love
I was only wounded
I can't fall in love again
I am all in place now
here comes the thunder
The boys a coming, better run for cover
Here comes, here comes the thunder
Side by side, is how we roll
Raise 'em up high
here comes the thunder
The boys a coming, better run for cover
Here comes, here comes the thunder
Side by side, is how we roll
Raise 'em up high
for his time to slip
One night Tommy's driving home from this party
High off the weed yo drunk from bacardi
Barely made it home his mom helped him in
In this life of sin
Through the highs and lows
Trials and tribulations, you know how it go
I pray you niggas maintain
I pray you niggas maintain
Cause
up high I heard you’re doing great
Yeah right spent a little time upstate
Down low the party’s over time to celebrate
Too slow up high It’s hard
the party Boing, bza Boing, Boing
[RZA]
With your high pitched face like eye liner
If the black gat bust you get struck by the side winder
You can't
She just gettin' by
They say drugs numb the pain
So she gettin' high
She get around the wrong crowd but the next
Time he put his hands on her
She gonna
I'm on the road high as hell, can't even text and drive, so she send me nudes, I like the pic then I hit the blunt one time
I be off the shits when
I know for what comes up
Always must come down
The fun times have been fun
But all the highs are gone now
When will you find out
When they move out
at night time
And a bathroom pass by day.
And my skin smells like smoke
Soaked in from the night before.
And little high-school kids are laughing
The sun goes down, another dreamless night
You're right by my side
You wake me up, you say it's time to ride
In the dead of night
Strange canyon
enough of the dough
I don't see the benefit of us comin' to blows
Give it a second, honey, I bet I'll be stubbin' my toe
What we got doesn't come by
Please do not come with no nonsense, baby you know
You get no time shawty
You get no time shawty and you
Hit me only when you want some, baby I
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
the lost crews that make they news yearly
Jump on it, most of my days spent high
My niggas in the cage get by
Writin letters collect calls and VI's
GED's,
angels,
Sweet and true
He keeps sending me angels,
Just... like... you...
As I stand on this mountain
Face to the wind,
Amazed by the number of times
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